Song Clan mansion, deep.

In a courtyard, the old Taoist priest and the young Taoist stared wide-eyed, fighting over a piece of chicken leg in their hands.

"Master, I'm still young and I want to grow up, so this chicken leg should be eaten by me.

"Teacher, Master is too young and not in good health, I should eat this chicken leg. 35

"Master, do you know what it means to love children?"

"Teacher, do you know what it means to respect the old?"

In the end, the little Taoist still didn't have the strength of the old Taoist, so he could only look at the old Taoist angrily and ate the chicken legs happily.

Then Laodao sighed contentedly: "It's still the food of the big clan of Zhumen!"

The little Taoist asked in confusion: "Master, why did the Song clan keep us here, entertaining us with delicious food and drinks every day, and not summoning us?"

A trace of complexity flashed in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and he shook his head and said, "As soon as it comes, let it go.

just wait!

The little Taoist pouted, a misty blue light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked out.

The old Taoist was startled, and he hurriedly interrupted the young Taoist, frowning and said, "You don't want to die, and deduce the luck of the Song clan here?"

The little Taoist asked curiously: "What's the matter, I have deduced the luck of Xie Fa before."

The old Taoist said angrily, "Yes, yes, then you were in a coma for seven days and seven nights, and you forgot?

This kind of high gate and big 140 valve has a profound background, and there are old monsters who do not know how many years old, shielding their own luck.

If you want to force the deduction, you will be backlashed!

"Isn't it enough to be in a coma for a few more days?"

"In a coma? Hehe, with your current practice, if you forcibly deduce it, I'm afraid your life will be lost."

The little Taoist priest said unconvinced: "The Xie clan has Earthly Celestial, I can deduce it, this Song clan can't have immortals after all, right?

The old Taoist had complicated eyes, hehe, and muttered in a low voice, "That can't be certain..."

In a very majestic Great Hall.

"Master, Zhou Yushi has already been transferred by Li Julu as the provincial governor, just as the master expected..."

Hong Yisu had slender hands, pinched her shoulders and beat her back for Song Yu, with a look of admiration on her face.

Hearing this, Song Yu just smiled slightly, without the slightest surprise in his eyes.

Zhou Chang was Li Julu's protégé. He first advocated changing the posthumous title of the late emperor, excavating the late emperor's body, and venting his anger as the king of the heavenly family. Li Julu would not be able to survive alone.

Li Julu is not a straight Confucian like Su Muyang, who can sacrifice his life for justice.

He's more tactful, and he'll compromise in order to do something real.

But Li Julu was still a Confucian scholar-officer after all, and he didn't want to leave his infamy in the history books.

Then there is only one choice, which is to be able to make a mental impression on the outside world.

That is to punish Zhou Chang, expressing that he did not know about it and that he had no choice but to do so.

But it would be impossible to kill Zhou Chang directly. After all, Zhou Chang was a man of great merit to the Holy Queen.

The first person who came to Zhou Chang has been dealt with, so the matter of the late emperor's posthumous change is undoubtedly unknown.

Therefore, rising in the dark is the only thing Li Julu can do.

Li Julu was the Daxingtai of Menxia Province, while Zhou Chang was the fifth rank censor.

Then the fourth rank is the most suitable position. …

Song Yu smiled slightly, his eyes were deep, he knew that Li Julu was finished.

From the moment Zhou Chang was transferred to Nayan, Li Julu really fell into the trap Song Yu prepared for him...

Song Yu lightly instructed: "Notify them, it's time to start..."

Although the great court meeting shook the world, and it was even rumored that the King of Qin was cursing the Holy Queen in the palace, but on the surface of the imperial court, the surface was barely maintained.

Li Julu also finally began to exercise his power as a provincial government.

He, a provincial authority under his family, can hold secrets with Zhongshu Province, discuss state affairs together, and be responsible for reviewing edicts, signing chapters, and having the right to refute.

In the era of Song Xiu's Shrouding the Heavens, Shangshu Province was above the court, and Menxia Province was a soy sauce - only stamping.

But after Li Julu entered the province, things changed.

Many Li Julu thought that the petitions were not in line with the public sentiment, so he directly rejected them and rejected them.

Even many of the decrees of the Shangshu Province, he also reviewed the identity of the provincial bureau.

Of course, some too sensitive issues, Li Julu will not deal with it.

For a time, the government and the opposition were clean and harmonious, and many malpractices were abolished and suspended by Li Julu.

Although Li Julu's reputation was not good because of the change of posthumous status of the late emperor, but as Li Julu entered the main gate and fought against Song Xiang (cgab) party members, Qingliu's impression of Li Julu gradually improved.

Many Qingliu also gathered under Li Julu's command.

There were even a few unwilling generals, Houbo, who had been suppressed by the Song clan because they were unwilling to join the Song clan.

In the eyes of others, Li Julu has become the third largest force in this court, after the Song clan and the Xie clan.

Three legs!

And there are also people who feel that the Queen's hand, the three biggest forces in the court, are all the confidants of the Holy Queen.

As for the West Tomb, the excavation of the Emperor's Mausoleum has also begun, and the body of the late Emperor is ready to be excavated from the Emperor's Mausoleum and escorted to the Xiazhou West Tomb.

One has to sigh with emotion.

This Xia Dynasty is really about to be changed...

Dijing, Guozijian.

Guozijian is the Sacred Land of Confucianism in the world. After Su Muyang was killed in the sacrifice of Guozijian, Guozijian fell into a slump for a while.

The new sacrificial wine who succeeded Su Muyang was Zhang Boling, who was also a great scholar.

It's just that compared to Su Muyang, this Zhang Jijiu is very low-key in the court, he only cares about teaching and educating people, and he doesn't care about anything else.

And Li Yushu entered the gate of Guozijian.

He was previously designated as a court speaker by the Holy Queen, and he could enter and leave Guozijian, and read Confucian classics at will.

For Li Yushu of the Saint body, Guozijian, which has collected Confucian classics of all dynasties, is undoubtedly a treasure house, which will benefit him enough for a lifetime!

Guozijian was the place where the imperial court cultivated Confucian scholars and fought against aristocratic clansmen.

Therefore, in order to reflect the preferential treatment of scholars, the Guozijian is also extremely majestic and magnificent.

The middle gate is Jixian Gate, and there are well pavilions on the east and west sides of the gate.

The two gates are called Taixue Gate. Inside the gate is the Bell Pavilion on the left and the Drum Pavilion on the right. It is rumored that Saint once gave lectures in these two pavilions.

There is a glazed archway in the north corridor of the gate, with yellow glazed tiles and double-eave stele pavilions on the left and right, and the Biyong Hall in the north, with thousands of books.

Today, Guozijian has 3,000 students seeking students.

They are all talented people from various counties who were born with filial piety and integrity, and whose reputation is well-known throughout the county.

Li Yushu had just stepped into the gate of Guozijian when he could hear the sound of books coming from the depths, which made people feel refreshed.

An aura of righteousness pervaded the halls of the Imperial Academy.

Li Yushu could see that under an apricot tree, a group of scholars were arguing about Saint's point of view, and he could also see a scholar in white, staring at the fish in the pond in a daze, motionless.

This made Li Yushu's face unconsciously reveal a slight smile.

He loves the vibe...

Perhaps in this era of surging undercurrents and the collapse of rituals and music, Guozijian is the only pure land.

Li Yushu did not disturb these scholars, he just walked towards the Biyong Hall, where there are thousands of books and countless Confucian classics.

To others, these Confucian classics are just obscure and useless books.

But for Li Yushu, it is a supreme classic!

But when Li Yushu didn't notice the corner, a middle-aged scribe dressed in the imperial court's decree said with gloomy eyes, "Notify them, it's time to start."

Behind him, a young scholar looked a little unbearable and sighed: "A lot of people will die.."

The middle-aged scribe smiled, but this smile was not warm, but full of coldness.

"From the day they entered Guozijian, their lives have been sold to us..."

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